Gladiators - Music Makers From Jamaica
I said we're putting dung some hot stuff (some hot stuff)
I said you clap your hand, you turn me on (turn me on)
I'll get too hot to handle (hot to handle)
Reggae got soul... reggae got soul
Hey, hey, hey
Reggae got soul... reggae got soul
.
Say, are you ready? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hey, hey, hey
Said, are you ready? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I said you come so, you come so (yeah, yeah, yeah)
A then jump so, you jump so (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Huh!
Listen man!
I said a mama says she can't do no funky chicken
Papa can't do no chicken scratch
My little sister speaks her open mind
She said, "Make it reggae music, 'cause it really turn me on"
It got soul... reggae got soul
Hey, hey, hey
Reggae got soul... reggae got soul
(..)
I said a, "Hoo! Ha!" Huh...
I said a, "Hoo! Ha!" Huh...
Say
Mama says she can't do no funky chicken
Papa can't do no chicken scratch
My little sister speaks her open mind
She said, "Make it reggae music, 'cause it really turn me on"
It got soul... reggae got soul
Reggae got soul... reggae got soul
I said, you feel the vibration? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can you feel the sensation? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Said, it's a rocking vibration? (yeah, yeah, yeah)
So let's do some meditation (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Reggae got soul... reggae got soul
Hey, hey, hey
Reggae got soul... reggae got soul
Reggae got soul... reggae got soul
Hey, hey, hey...
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